But maybe you carried your demons with you everywhere, the way you carried your shadow.

I love you. They can't take it away.

My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.

We are all punished for the lives we have chosen, in one way or another.

Hope keeps you alive.

The rules of Panic are simple. Anyone can enter. But only one person will win.

Promise me we'll stay together, okay? His eyes are once again the clear blue of a perfectly transparent pool. They are eyes to swim in, to float in, forever. "You and me". "I promise". I say. behind us the door creaks open, and I turn around, expecting Raven, just as a voice cuts through the air: "Don't believe her.